Zuo Si was more frenzied than ever before, stabbing repeatedly with her scalpel, making dozens of cuts in a row.
However, Han Xiaoman did not vanish.
These ghostly things were indeed not something an ordinary person could handle.
Even with dozens of cuts, she still struggled to attack Zuo Si.
A violent yin wind rose, wisps of black energy dissipated, and she could no longer solidify her yin energy with her will.
But her pale, illusory hand still grew long nails, aiming straight for Zuo Si’s neck.
The speed was so fast that Zuo Si could not completely dodge.
Just then, another figure appeared. She wore a professional suit, graceful and elegant, with a cold face—a kind of striking beauty.
Upon appearing, she firmly bound Han Xiaoman.
Zuo Si disregarded everything else, her scalpel falling continuously, piercing the already fragile soul.
After countless stabs, Han Xiaoman finally shattered, her soul dissipating into nothingness.
“Qin Shuangya?”
Zuo Si called softly, but Qin Shuangya’s face remained cold and expressionless.
She slowly turned her head and walked towards the door.
Zuo Si was about to follow when he suddenly noticed a face in the doorway, watching everything that was happening inside.
That face had no intact skin, as if scalded by boiling water.
The pockmarked surface was horribly gruesome…
Isn’t this the woman the taxi driver mentioned?
She really exists!
The taxi driver wasn’t lying!
“Who!?”
Zuo Si had barely uttered a cry when the woman quickly fled.
Zuo Si hurriedly chased after her, but upon exiting, he only saw a gray figure.
“Is that the gray figure I saw outside the school? Was she following me?”
Zuo Si didn’t chase after her. Instead, he turned around and saw Qin Shuangya had climbed onto the railing outside the door.
He stared blankly at the ground below.
“Qin Shuangya, what are you doing?!”
Zuo Si shouted, but Qin Shuangya ignored him and jumped headfirst, crashing to the ground below.
Blood flowed everywhere…
“$uicide? Was she showing me how she died?”
“Why would such a beautiful female teacher choose $uicide? And why did she yearn for love?”
Zuo Si couldn’t understand.
“Maybe it’s because she’s too outstanding, so she can’t find a suitable man…”
He went back inside and picked up the plate that belonged to Qin Shuangya.
“Although I don’t know why you committed $uicide, I’m certain you had a reason for jumping off the building. No one wants to die. Since you’re willing to be my girlfriend tonight, I’ll play my role well and be your lover.”
Zuo Si put the plate in his pocket, unsure if this optional task counted as completed.
Looking at the live chat, many people were asking why he suddenly smashed the other plate and how he determined which one was the evil spirit.
Zuo Si smiled but didn’t answer. These viewers didn’t know the full picture, and he was too lazy to explain.
As long as he understood it himself, that was enough.
Actually, he asked those three questions from his own perspective.
After all, he was someone who lacked love and had never been in a relationship.
If someone suddenly asked him when he had his first relationship,
he would definitely be embarrassed to say it.
Therefore, Qin Shuangya’s hesitant answer was more credible.
As for the second question, Han Xiaoman’s answer was too simple.
‘Because I’ve never been in a relationship, I want to find someone to love and care for me.’ Although her answer seemed good and her wish simple, humans and ghosts are different. Even if Zuo Si could be her boyfriend tonight, what could he give her?
Just companionship, nothing more.
Therefore, Han Xiaoman’s answer was complete nonsense.
After she answered the third question, Zuo Si was 80% certain she was an evil spirit.
Someone so desperate for love could be satisfied with just one night’s affection.
How could that be possible?
The request seemed extremely low, easily fulfilled, but it was full of flaws.
So Zuo Si resolutely smashed Han Xiaoman’s plate.
Although there was an element of gambling involved, the odds were pretty high.
*****
Upon reaching the third floor, Zuo Si was looking for the solitary confinement room. To find the ‘person’ knocking on the door, he had to find the solitary confinement room first.
Although most of the doorplates had disappeared, finding the solitary confinement room wasn’t difficult.
These rooms used for confinement are usually the smallest ones.
On the west side of the corridor, Zuo Si opened the door to his room. The solitary confinement cell was fairly clean, as if it were regularly cleaned.
In the center was a desk, nothing else.
Zuo Si closed the door, picked up his flashlight, and went to the desk. It was covered in drawings—student doodles.
Suddenly!
A chill ran through him. Zuo Si shuddered, and a hoarse voice reached his ears.
“Find me, find me and I won’t kill you…”
The voice was very clear, like a whisper in his ear.
Zuo Si was startled and quickly turned around: “Who!?”
Through the window, he saw a dark figure running away into the distance.
“Looks like if I can’t find the person knocking, I’ll die in this school.”
Zuo Si was clueless; his only clue was the desk in front of him.
He went to the desk and examined it carefully, shining his flashlight on every part of it.
Sure enough, he found something different.
Similar patterns were carved into the desk drawer and under the desk, densely packed, one overlapping the other.
They all depicted a person stabbing another to death with a knife.
The dead person held a small square, like a book.
“These drawings were probably all done by a student. He must be frequently locked up,” Zuo Si said, rubbing his chin. “The one with the book looks like a teacher.”
A faint sound came from outside. Zuo Si looked up at the window.
He saw that completely distorted face again.
And the owner of that face was staring at him with bloodshot eyes.
“Who are you? You’re the one who knocked on the door?!”
Zuo Si chased after her, but the woman ran away at the same time.
“Don’t run. If you’re the one who knocked on the door, then I’ve already won this game, haven’t I?”
He chased her all the way to the first floor, where the woman rushed out of the teaching building.
Zuo Si hesitated for a moment, but ultimately didn’t dare to chase after her.
It would be troublesome if he were caught by the night watchman.
He was about to return to the third floor when he heard rustling sounds coming from the corridor ahead.
Zuo Si hid behind a corner, cautiously observing. It was the night watchman entering.
It seemed the commotion had alerted him.
Zuo Si looked around. If he didn’t want the night watchman to discover him, he could only hide in the classroom behind him.
Carefully, not daring to make a sound, Zuo Si hid under a desk in the classroom.
He listened quietly to the night watchman’s footsteps.
Pat-pat…pat-pat…
The footsteps grew closer. Zuo Si didn’t dare breathe, his heart pounding.
Pat-pat…pat-pat…
The footsteps paused for a few seconds, then suddenly moved towards the classroom where Zuo Si was.
“Have I been discovered?”
Zuo Si was uncertain.
If he had been discovered, he would find a way to stay here, no matter what.
Tap…tap…
A pair of black leather shoes could already be seen approaching slowly.